You Who Exist, and Me

Over the course of three years, Wu Hengyuan created a girl, stroke by stroke on paper: a girl who belonged only to him, Xu Jinxuan. She was his friend, his confidante, his listener, and the sole comfort of his life, giving him room to breathe amid all his pain. One rainy night, Wu Hengyuan’s manuscript was thrown out the window. Lightning illuminated the words on the pages, then the girl’s face. The next day, a new student who looked exactly as he had described walked into the classroom. “Hello, I’m Xu Jinxuan, a new student sitting in on classes.”